Relentless

The footnote swallows the page

Today New York kind of looks like Beirut

But Beirut never looked like New York

Yet New York kind of cuts to the quick as it quickens

The dispossessed define the dying age

We were so wrapped up in the internecine strife

Of the last of the so-called European centuries

My compadres

That we didn't see it coming

So the footnote works its way up from the bottom of the page

Filled with a certain understandable sense of rage

At justice unforthcoming

I have seen two feet standing proud in the sand

Cathedrals worn away by the rain

New dawns bringing season's change

Relentless